Laplace's Demon

Visions indistinct of a simpler time The Saint dotes upon a life he once lived Dancing in the mist, an ambition fulfilled A dark calculus born of a restless soul An Atlas of our hearts and minds A chaos of our own design Woah, woah I see the future before it begins See determinate time Every step yet to take laid before The immaculate eye Visions I push away of a more colorful place Of a town I refuse to believe can haunt me here Every breath another thread forming the tapestries of fate I guide the needle with hands rough from clawing at the dirt An Atlas built to take control To cleanse the world of wayward souls See the effects of what's been, and the cause of what's yet to come Why leave the future to chance when the answer is right in front of us? See how we've lifted ourselves to the Heavens away from the hell below So why can I not shake this feeling it's following me, woah I see the future before it begins Before it begins, I will be there, woah See determinate time as the world turns, as the world turns And it turns, and it turns, and it turns as we try to hold on Every step we take could be the last Woah The eye, the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye The eye I'm just a man, a man with a scar Carried over from an era before So I'll be a Saint, a healer for all A Vergil to guide them through all that they know I will see Demon eye